As times change, young people today are much more willing to have daughters than sons.
After all, giving birth to a daughter brings less financial pressure. Many fathers are slaves to their daughters. If you think about having a daughter, you can buy her a nice skirt, tie her hair in nice braids, and enjoy the sweet smell of your daughter.
Sweet kisses make the parent-child relationship appear more intimate.
Of course, when you give birth to a son, you can also buy him a nice little skirt. After all, society is becoming more and more tolerant.
Yun Lin and Xu Ying usually spend relatively little time with their daughter, and they always subconsciously treat her as a teenager. This is also related to the girl's tender face. She does look like she is sixteen or seventeen years old.
, but he is actually about to turn twenty.
Her family is well off and their daughter is pretty. The couple has never worried about her getting married, and they have never asked her about it. She herself has always said she will not get married before she is twenty-eight.
Occasionally, the couple would imagine what it would be like if their daughter brought her boyfriend back.
Will she hold his arm while he carries large and small bags, knock on the door of her house, and appear nervously in front of her parents?
What does he look like? Does he look decent? Does he match his daughter?
What is your personality like? Are your family conditions suitable?
Does he really treat Qian Qian? Does Qian Qian really like him and want to be with him forever?
Where will you marry in the future? Can you see me often?
Qian Qian has never endured hardship, can he take good care of her? Is Qian Qian happy when they are together?
Are Qianqian's husband's family nice to her? If she gets married far away, she won't be able to say anything if she gets bullied...
This was probably what Yun Lin and Xu Ying, who were daughter slaves, thought about. When they thought that the cabbage they had carefully taken care of would one day be knocked over by a pig that suddenly jumped out from the corner, the couple became a little frightened.
of.
After all, it is for the daughter to talk about love herself. They don’t know the man well, so how can they rest assured?
Sooner or later, the baby cabbage will be eaten by the pig, everyone knows this truth.
But the problem is that this pig can't be casual. It would be great if the old parents can help to check it, but I am afraid that Xiaobaicai will not be happy. After all, this is the era of free love.
Therefore, Yun Lin and Xu Ying never urged Yun Shuqian to find a partner. They just wanted not to put pressure on her and let her take a good look and make a good choice. Even in the end, she would not like anyone. Father
My mother is also willing to support her for the rest of her life.
Uncertain things always make people uneasy. If Qianqian really falls in love with a pig that is far away from home and disliked by her parents, Yunlin and Xu Ying will definitely hug each other and hide together on her wedding day.
Crying in bed.
"Uncle, Dad, it's time to eat!"
Song Jiamu took out the dishes from the kitchen and shouted to the two elders sitting on the sofa drinking tea as he passed by the living room.
"Uncle, Dad, it's time to eat!"
Following Song Jiamu, Yun Shuqian also walked out carrying a plate of dishes.
Today, six people were eating together, and Song Jiamu skillfully opened her dining table. It is an expandable round dining table that can be expanded when there are more people eating.
Taking the rag and wiping the table carefully, he took the dishes from Yun Shuqian's hand and arranged them on the glass turntable.
Yun Shuqian stretched out her fingers and secretly twisted a piece of meat to eat, and proudly showed off to him. Then with brisk steps, she ran back to the kitchen and continued to serve the food.
Song Jiamu also continued into the kitchen, and what came next was a plate of steamed mandarin fish. The plate was so hot that the girl burned her hands. Through the glass of the sliding door, Yun Lin on the sofa saw what Song Jiamu said to Yun Shuqian.
, then he came out with the hot plate, and Yun Shuqian took the dishes and chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet and followed him out.
After placing the plate of fish on the table, Song Jiamu began to serve the soup. Yun Shuqian stood beside him and handed him the bowl.
"I don't want meat, just soup."
"Be careful not to burn yourself again."
"You think I am you."
"Hey, I didn't know who was getting burnt while serving the fish just now."
"I thought it had cooled down, but I didn't know you just took it out of the pot."
"Okay, it's all my fault."
The two were talking quietly and serving soup. Yunlin, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, but he could clearly see the expression on his daughter's face. Her eyes were always looking at Song Jiamu, and there seemed to be something in her eyes.
There seems to be a smile on the corner of the mouth.
And the two of them look so perfect together.
Yunlin thought to himself, maybe the son-in-law who could satisfy him as a father would look like this, right?
The dishes were brought out, the soup was served, and the two families sat down at the dining table together.
We are all close, so eating together is not that particular. But compared to before, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian's seats are a little different.
In the past, they would always sit across from each other, but today they sat together.
Compared with eating alone at each other's house, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian both felt a little guilty when eating together like this. Maybe it was too long since they had sat together with each other in front of their uncles, aunts, parents, and so on.
People always feel that the eyes of their elders are slightly surprised.
With the elders around, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian didn't dare to mess around. They sat upright in their seats, sipping soup in small sips, looking reserved.
The people chatting at the dinner table were all adults. They talked about endless work and life topics, and occasionally the two of them were mentioned.
Whenever they call "Jiamu" or "Qianqian", the two of them will get nervous for fear that they will ask some strange questions.
Fortunately, they are all common things, about study, daily life and so on.
If you are asked, you answer. If you are not asked, the two of you cook in a tacit understanding.
Song Jiamu was much smarter and firmly implemented the policy of performing well. Seeing that Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu had not put down their bowls after finishing their soup, he stood up and shocked everyone.
"Uncle, let me help you pack a meal!"
"It's okay, it's okay, Jiamu, you eat, I can do it myself."
"I'll come, I'll come. The location here is convenient for serving food!"
Seeing that Song Jiamu was such a thief, Yun Shuqian also thought deeply. After all, sooner or later, the hookup would be exposed. Rather than blowing up on his own, it would be better to let the elders play matchmaker. Then the reserved girl was coy and half-promising.
, so I agreed!
Wonderful, damn Song Zhutou, he didn’t even tell her this strategy!
Seeing that Uncle Song and Aunt Li had finished drinking the soup and hadn't put down their bowls yet, Yun Shuqian stood up and everyone looked up at her.
Yun Shu's fair little face turned slightly red: "Uncle, I, I will help you serve the rice."
"It's okay, Qianqian, you eat, I can do it myself."
"I, I'll come..."
Yun Shuqian took the bowl and helped Uncle Song and Aunt Li fill the rice. The two elders praised them endlessly.
Not long after, she finished her own soup, and when she was about to serve the rice, Song Jiamu calmly took her bowl and filled two-thirds of it skillfully.
The girl secretly glanced at her parents and saw that they had no reaction, so she felt relieved.
"Jiamu, come and try the braised pig's trotters made by auntie."
"Hmm! It smells so good!"
Xu Ying served Song Jiamu some food, and Song Jiamu quickly picked up the bowl.
He took two bites and ate. When the fish came to him, he picked up the tenderest piece of fish belly and placed it in the bowl beside him.
"The fish belly is delicious, I'll give it to you."
"..."
Song Zhutou! My father and mother are both here! Don’t be too arrogant!!
Yun Shuqian didn't dare to raise her head, and slurped down the fish belly he brought. She nervously picked at her little feet hidden under the table. After all, Song Jiamu had never done it in front of her parents in all these years.
My son brought her some food.
However, there didn't seem to be any strange reactions when meeting her parents, they looked natural, and the girl gradually felt relieved.
It seemed that even though it was just a normal thing for Song Jiamu to pick up food for her when they were having dinner together, he still felt too guilty.
While she was eating, she peeked at her parents, her big eyes rolling around, looking thoughtful.
The Sixi meatballs were turned in front of her, she poked one with her chopsticks, and then put it in the Songjia wooden bowl.
"You, try this too."
Yun Shuqian was so nervous that her heartbeat was racing, but this damn meatball bullied her, and she couldn't even get it off when she poked it in her chopsticks.
So the action of picking up vegetables for Song Jiamu took an extra long time, longer than the time it took for a monkey to come down from a tree and turn into a human. So in the end, Yunlin couldn't help but remind him: "
Just hit it with a spoon and it will come down..."
At this moment, the reserved girl's face was flushed, and she just wanted to die.
She just wanted to try out how she would react when serving food to Song Jiamu in front of her parents! Who could have expected this! She hates Sixi Meatballs the most!!
Song Jiamu was also a little embarrassed. When he saw the four elders all looking in this direction, he had to use chopsticks to help Yun Shuqian pick up... no, he 'poked' the Sixi meatballs that were given to him.
After the Sixi Meatballs incident, both Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian became more reserved and no longer dared to arrogantly serve each other food in front of their elders.
Song Jiamu was also a little convinced, why did something go wrong when we got to Miss Yun?
Yun Shuqian was also aggrieved. It was not all his fault, but also the Sixi Meatballs. She had already put this dish on the picky eaters' blacklist, and would not allow it to appear at wedding banquets in the future.
…
After a tiring day today, Yun Lin and Xu Ying closed the door early and took a rest shortly after finishing their meal.
After all, as I get older, I don’t have as many activities as young people before going to bed.
However, Xu Ying takes good care of herself, and the couple still maintains an activity frequency of about three to five times a month. Occasionally, they travel to beautiful cities on business and choose an exquisite hotel, which will make the activities more interesting.
Yun Lin lay on the bed, and Xu Ying stepped on his back with her bare feet. Both mother and daughter's feet were particularly beautiful.
"Hey Lao Yun, have you noticed that Qianqian and Jiamu seem to have something going on."
"It's not the same as before." His back was stepped on, and Yun Lin spoke word by word.
"I was just thinking, we have watched Jiamu grow up. If Qianqian is good with him, then I definitely agree. It is much better than finding someone who doesn't understand anything."
"Then you won't ask your daughter. You are the mother. It is much more convenient for you to ask than for me to ask."
"Your daughter, you don't know yet. If I ask her, she will definitely say no, and she might even be stubborn with me. It might have been a little bit interesting, but if it ends, it's over."
"Then let them figure it out on their own. If we intervene, if it doesn't work out, I won't know what to say when I see Lao Song in the future."
"That's right. Anyway, Jiamu people are honest and won't mess around. If Qianqian is really good with him, I can rest assured."
"...Why does time pass so fast? In the blink of an eye, our daughter will be twenty? She will get married in a few years?"
The old parents had mixed feelings for a while.
…
In the dark living room, as the girl's door opened, a long line of light stretched out on the floor.
Yun Shuqian peeked outside, then took out his cell phone and sent a message to someone.
Yunzhu Po: "My father and mother are asleep. Do you want to secretly come to my room to sleep?"